The first time I missed a sales target, I felt the ground shift beneath me—not in the way of earthquakes or collapsing bridges, but in the quiet, unsettling way of a dream where you realize you’ve forgotten something vital. The …
The first time I missed a sales target, I felt the ground shift beneath me—not in the way of earthquakes or collapsing bridges, but in the quiet, unsettling way of a dream where you realize you’ve forgotten something vital. The …
